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Pedler or Spy 

{evolutionary War Military Court Trial 
19 m, 3f 



By EDWARD VASSAR AMBLER 




EDGAR S. WERNER & COMPANY 

43 East 19th Street 

NEW YORK 



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Examining-Board. 



Pedler or Spy 

CHARACTERS 

General Washington. 

Captain Nicholas Longworth C'Spy" or Pedler), 
of the Royal Hussars, British Army. 

Major Tainter, 

Colonel Wade, 

Major Coombs, 

Colonel Kelly, 

Major Higgins, 

Colonel Titus, Prosecuting Officer. 

Colonel Schell, Defensive Officer. 

Lieutenant Hepworth, of Colonial x\rmy. 

Gristy Grinder, miller, old rustic of about 60. 

Uncle Jasper, old colored servant of Major Butter- 
worth. 

Ames Flintlock, private in Colonial Army. 

Simon Gunworthy. private in Colonial Army. 

Jonathan Higgs, stage-driver. 

Aunt Dinah, old servant of Major Butterworth. 

Widow Jones, mistress of the Red Goose Inn. 

Betty Butterworth, the cause of it all. 

Clerk of Court. 

Two Orderlies. 

Suggestions : Slight comedy effect may be added by frequent 
use of snuff by various members of Examining- Board. One old 
member may go to sleep and fall off chair. Clerk may have spec- 
tacles on end of nose, and speak with nasal twang. He, on the 
whole, can be somewhat of a comedian. Uncle Jasper and Aunt 
Dinah can do silent comedy work during examining of others and 
Gristy Grinder can "doze off" at intervals. 

Scene : Courtroom of military barracks. All characters present 
on stage except Jonathan Higgs and Betty Butterworth. At 
R., platform on which are seated behind long table Washington 
and Examining-Board. Several rows of chairs for occupants of 
courtroom face platform. 



4 PEDLER OR SPY 

Washington [rising from behind table]. Officers of the Con- 
tinental Army, we are assembled to try a man for one of the 
most serious charges that circumstances of war can bring before 
a military court. We have before us a pedler, Jacob Javinsky, so 
called, who has been arrested, for good cause, as a suspected spy. 
We have summoned Lieutenant Hepworth, who brought about this 
man's arrest, as well as others connected with it. By examining 
these witnesses we hope to prove the guilt or innocence of the 
prisoner. Lieutenant Hepworth, take the witness-box. 

[Lieutenant Hepworth comes front,] 

Wash. Do you solemnly swear that in giving the evidence 
about to be called for, you will tell the truth, the whole truth and 
nothing but the truth? 

Hepworth. I do so swear. 

Wash. You are the instigator of this man's arrest, I believe? 

Hep. I am, sir. 

Wash. What were the circumstances that first led you to be- 
lieve that this man is other than what he appears to be? 

Hep. There were several of them, sir. 

Wash. State the first. 

Hep. Well, in the first place he was discovered as. he tried to 
sneak through our lines. 

Wash. By whom? 

Hep. By a picket, sir, late at night. 

Wash. He was challenged ? 

Hep. He was, sir, and he didn't respond. 

Wash. Then the guard shot at him, I suppose. 

Hep. He did not, sir. 

Wash. What I didn't shoot? What did he think he was put 
there for — to keep the flies from lighting on his gun-barrel? 

Hep. There was nothing to shoot at, General. The man was 
too all-fired lively. 

Wash. Humph, it's a wonder that guard wakes up quick 
enough to go to bed at night. [Turns to Examining-Board.] 
Have you any questions to ask? 



PEDLER OR SPY 5 

Colonel Wade. Where is this picket who first saw this pris 
oner? 

Hep. I don't know, Colonel. 

Wade. Don't know? [Sharply.] Why don't you know? 

Hep. [zvith a smile]. Because he's dead. 

Wade. Ahem, well, we won't try to hunt him up. 

Colonel Kelly. You say the prisoner was seen at another 
time? Describe the circumstance. 

Hep. I saw him myself. Colonel, inside of our picket-line one 
night, late. When he saw me, he tried to hide behind a tree. 
Then I challenged him ; but he didn't respond. Then when I drew 
my sword and demanded his surrender, the fellow ran. 

Wade. You tried to catch him ? 

Hep. I did, but he disappeared behind a clump of trees. 

Wade. What did you do then? 

Hep. Why, when I got back to headquarters, I immediately 
ordered the pickets to look out for him. 

Major Coombs. You say that this was late at night? What 
makes you so sure that this is the same man? 

Hep. The moon was shining, Major, and I distinctly saw the 
pack on his back. 

Wade. You say that he was within the picket-lines? At just 
what place did you see him? 

Hep. Near the Butterworth estate, Colonel. 

Wade. Near, you say, or within ? 

Hep. [shozving confusion]. Well — ah — it was within, I think. 

Wash. Within, was it? How did you happen to be within 
the Butterworth grounds at this time of night? 

Hep. Er — pardon me, but I think that the answer to that is a 
private affair, General. 

Wash. Very well, we won't exact an answer. Have you any 
other evidence against this man? 

Hep. I have, sir. Call Mrs. Jones. 

Wash. Mrs. Jones, you may step forward. You may be seated, 
Lieutenant. 

[Hep WORTH resumes seat.l 



5 PEDLER OR SPY 

[Mrs. Jones comes forward.] 

Wash. Where do you live, Mrs. Jones? 

Mrs. Jones. I am the runner of the Red Goose, down the Bos- 
ton turnpike, close onto a quarter of a mile. 

Wash. A red goose, aye, — do you keep any other kind of 
poultry ? 

Mrs. J. [sharply]. What? 

Wash. I say, do you keep any other kinds of poultry? I take 
it for granted that you run a poultry farm. 

Mrs. J. Well, I don't. All my poultry are human beings — 
though some of 'em is geese. I am the mistress of the Red Goose 
Inn [emphatically]. 

Wash. Ah — er — what is your husband's name, Mrs. Jones? 

Mrs. J. Husband? I'm thankful to say I ain't got none. He 
went off to fight the Britishers and never come back. 

Wash, [under his breath]. Fortunate man ! How old are you, 
if I may ask? 

Mrs. J. Well, I've seen about twenty-eight summers. 

Wash. Er — yes — you must have been blind a long time since 
then. 

Wash, [turns to Examining-Board]. Gentlemen, you may 
continue the investigation. 

Kelly. You have seen this prisoner before? 

Mrs. J. Yes, I have. He stopped at my place one night and 
asked for supper and lodgings. But when I told him how much, 
he said the price was outrageous, and that he was a poor pedler 
and that it would take all the money he had. After that he tried 
to get me to trade out his bill. 

Wade. You say that he tried to sell you goods for his board, — 
what did he have in his pack? 

Mrs. J. Well, he had stockings, shoe-buckles, thread and 
needles, flint-stones, wigs and other thing-a-ma-jigs. 

Wade. Did you see anything in his pack that you wouldn't ex- 
pect to find there? 

Mrs. J. Wal, yes, when I come to think on't, he did have some- 
thing down in the bottom of his pack which he seemed afraid of 



PEDLER OR SPY 7 

showin' ; I was kind of curious and tried to get a look, but the 
only thing I could see was a brass button stickin' through. 

Wade. Aha! a brass button, you say? Did it look anything 
like the kind I have on my coat? 

Mrs. J. Well, no, it was kinder different; it had a man's head 
with a frowsled wig kinder rized up, on it. 

Kelly. Aha ! that's King George's phiz, all right. 

Major Higgins. Well, what happened after that? 

Mrs. J. Well, after some coaxin', I bought some stufif to help 
him out; then I told him that he would have to room with some- 
body else, as the house was full. He asked me who was in the 
room and I told him Lieutenant Hepworth was stayin' over night. 
He said, "What! Lieutenant Hepworth?", and I said "Yes." 
Then he wanted to know if he couldn't sleep down-stairs on the 
kitchen settee, as he had to start early and didn't want to wake 
anybody. I wasn't going to let him, but after that he acted 
kind of nice, and I hated to refuse 'im. 

Major Coombs. He acted kind of nice, did he? What did he 
say? 

Mrs. J. [simpers]. I think you're too curious about other peo- 
ple's affairs ; but if you've got to know, why — he said I reminded 
him of a handsome girl what he knew once who was just about 
my age, said she died from a broken heart because her pa had a 
grudge against him and wouldn't let her see him. 

Coombs. Did he say anything else? 

Mrs. J. Wal, no, leastwise not anything important. He went 
to sleep quite early, and when I got up in the morning he was 
gone. 

Kelly. Gone, was he? What time did you get up? 

Mrs. J. Pretty nigh four o'clock. 

Kelly. It's a wonder that fellow loses time by going to bed 
at all. 

Higgins. Did you see him after that? 

Mrs. J. No, but I found this in the kitchen when I got up. 
[Hands letter to Washington.] 

Wash. Aha, what's this? — "Capt. Nicholas Longworth, 23rd 



^ PEDLER OR SPY 

Regiment, Royal Hussars, addressed." What's this we have — a 
letter to some worthless redcoat? Hum, it doesn't say much, — 
looks as though a hen had fallen into the ink-horn and tried to 
wipe its feet off on this paper. 

[Washington turns paper and looks at it upside dozvn, 
and then sidezvays; looks perplexed and then turns it over 
to Clerk.] 

Wash. You may translate these hieroglyphics into modern 
English. 

Clerk [looking it over a moment']. Hum, it doesn't sound sensi- 
ble. General, as near as I can make out, it reads : "Horse-radish 
will be ripe soon, don't eat your wig." 

Wash, [sharply]. What? 

Clerk. Well, that's' what it seems to say, General. 

Wash. Here, hand that paper to Major here [intimates 
Tainter]. Major, make some sense of this. 

Major Tainter [looking it over]. This is plain enough. Gen- 
eral; it says, ''Don't be rash, will look for you soon; don't trust 
Higgs." 

Wash. Ah, an interesting development, if that's what it says. 
Addressed to a British officer, evidently means an attack on us 
somewhere. Well, we will see what else we can find. You may 
be excused, Mrs. Jones. 

[Mrs. Jones resumes seat.'] 

Wash. Who is the next witness ? 
Clerk. Gristy Grinder, take the stand. 

Gristy Grinder [standing up]. Wal, which one shall I take, 
General ? 

[Starts along, shoving a chair ahead of him.] 

Wash, [sharply]. You are not here to move the furniture; 
step up front here. 

[Gristy lets go of chair and shambles forward.] 

Wash. Judging from appearances, you are a miller. 



PEDLER OR SPY 9 

Grist Y. Wal, yes, I be. 

Wash. Where do yon do business? 

Gristy. Down the crick, 'bout a mile. 

Wash. Have you seen this person before? [Indicates pris- 
oner.] 

Gristy. Wal, yes. I reckon. 

Wash. When and what were the circumstances? 

Gristy. Wal, it was one night as I war goin through the mill. 
I stumbled over what first I thought war a bag of meal. I would 
liave gone on but I thought I heard a noise like a pig an' so I 
calculated that my old black sow had wandered in lookin' fer 
trouble. I got down on my hands an' knees an' felt around till 
I felt somethin' hard, an' when I found out that it warn't the 
kind of pig I war lookin' fer, but a man's foot, I was natur'ly 
kinder upsot. I listened, an' the man seemed ter be mumblin' 
somethin' ter himself in his sleep. 

Kelly. Did you hear what he was mumbling? 

Gristy. Wal, it sounded as though he war sayin' sumthin' 
about American an' spy, as though he war afraid of sumthin' ; 
then I woke him up an' he said, *'Who are you, anyhow?" Then 
he picked up a pack like a pedler's pack, an' skeedaddled without 
offerin' apologies or tryin' to pay fer his bed. 

Wade. How do you know this is the same person? 

Gristy. By the pack and the size of his feet. 

Wade. Sounds convincing. Is your eyesight perfect? 

Gristy. Wal, yes? 

Wade. Is your hearing good? 

Gristy. Heh? — what's that you say? 

Wade [louder]. Is your hearing good? 

Gristy. Oh, yes — yes. 

Wade. Have you ever had any trouble with your eyes ? 

Gristy. I have spells when I can't see at all. 

Wade. Didn't I understand you to say that your eyesight was 
perfect ? 

Gristy. Eh, I meant that when there is nothing the matter with 
my eyes, my eyesight wuz all right. 



10 PEDLER OR SPY 

Wade. Do you get up before your wife in the morning? 

Gristy. Wal, not generally. 

Wade. Do you sleep long after your wife gets up? 

Gristy. No, I just lay abed and rest. 

Wade. Does your wife call you ? 

Gristy. Yes, six or seven times generally before I hear her. 

Wade [sarcastically]. Yes, your hearing is extraordinary. Gen- 
tlemen, it is quite evident that this gentleman presents evidence 
which is quite incompetent and immaterial. 

Wash. Well, we will take it for what it's worth. Have you 
any more questions to ask? [Pauses a second.] Very well, you 
may be seated, Grinder. [Gristy shuffles back to seat.] Call the 
next witness. 

Clerk. Jasper Johnson, take the stand. 

Uncle Jasper [hobbling up front]. Here ah is, sah. 

Wash. What is your title and occupation. 

Jasper. Heh? [Holds hand to ear.] 

Wash. I say, what do they call you — what do you do? 

Jasper. Oh, yes, yes, ah saw him — that's him, massa. 

Wash, [turns to Kelly]. Here, Colonel, you can make more 
noise than I can, see if you can penetrate this man's skull. 

Kelly [loudly]. What do they call you, where do you live, 
what's your work? 

Jasper. Oh, yes, dey calls me long about five in de mawnin'. 
Ah's Uncle Jasper, sar, an' ah's de butler foh Massa Butterworth. 

Kelly. Well, Uncle Jasper, when have you seen this man be- 
fore? [Points to Pedler.] 

Jasper. Ah seed this 'ere gemmen a-sneakin' through Massa 
Butterworth's graveyard, an' ah thought he was a ghos' — yes, 
sah, just as sho as you bahn, scaired me mos' stii¥; fact is, ah was 
so scaired ah couldn't run at all, sah, an' ah could feel myself 
growin' pale. 

Kelly. When you came back to your senses. Uncle, what did 
you do? 

Jasper. Heh? 

Kelly. I say, when you came to your senses, what happened? 



PEDLER OR SPY H 

Jasper. aH didn't come to mah senses. Ah come to de fence! 
An' while ah stands thar with mah knees knockin' together, it 
stood up straight an' yells like a dawg with its tail run ova ; then 
ah was sho' it war a ghos' an' befo' I realized it, ah was a runnin' 
foh de house faster'n ah evah run afore, sah, yes, sah. 

Kelly. When did you see him next ? 

Jasper. It was when ah went out to lock up de chickens foh 
de night. Ah seen him again sneakin' roun' de back of de house, 
then ah runs an' hides in de woodshed an' peeks through a hole 
in de side. By an' by I seed him a-comin' out of de back door ob 
Massa Butterworth's house with a pack on his back ; then ah saw 
foh sho' that he war no ghos' at all, but jes' a-sneakin low down 
thief; so ah sneaks out o' dat woodshed an' ah stahted foh dat 
man, yes sah, ah stahted foh dat man ; ah stahted foh him, sho's 
you bawn, an' he didn't stop to grease his knees, no sah, he 
didn't. He ran roun' de house an' me aftah him ;. then he stahted 
foh de bahnyard, an' ah was aftah him, oh, yes, ah was aftah him. 
Then befo' he knowed it he ran kerplunk in de duck pond. Ah 
guess it kin' ob surprised him, fo' he did sputter an' spit for far, 
sah; but ah war aftah him, ah jumped right in kerplunk, ah did, 
right ovah mah head, an' when ah comed up dat man war nowhar. 
sah, he had erradicated himself f'om de face ob de earth, ah 
thought he war drowned till ah saw him to-day, sah. 

Wade. You say you chased this man till he disappeared. Is 
this the biggest lie you ever told? 

Jasper [confusedly]. No, sah; yes, sah; no sah, ah nebah tol' 
a lie, sah. 

Wade. Hum, very likely. You are a peculiar nigger, aren't 
you? 

Jasper. Heh? 

Wade. I say, you are a peculiar nigger, aren't you ? 

Jasper. Ah, yes, sah ; no, sah ; leastwise, ah doan' know, sah. 

Wade. You weren't fool enough to go back to the house and 
tell all about it that same night, were you ? 

Jasper. Oh, no, sah, ah jes' went back in de house an' sat 



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down as cool as could be, an' ah didn't tell a soul till next day, ah 
didn't want to scare 'em, sah. 

Wade. You went in and sat down, hey? Were there many 
people there? 

Jasper. Oh, yes, sah, three or four, sah. 

Wade. And they didn't say a word to you about your looks? 

Jasper. No, sah. 

Wade. Extremely strange that this didn't cause some remarks, 
considering the fact that you just crawled out of a duck-pond. 
You would have really chased that man if you hadn't been too 
frightened to stick your woolly billiard-ball out of the woodshed, 
wouldn't you ? 

Jasper [confusedly]. Yes, sah, — e-e-ne, no sah, — ah, — who tol' 
you ah didn't chase that man, sah? 

Wash. You may be seated, Jasper, we won't make you any 
blacker than you are by drawing out more lies. Call the next 
witness. 

[Jasper retires.] 

Clerk. Simon Gunworthy, you may come forward. 

Wash. Simon Gunworthy, what have you to do in this case? 

Simon. I captured him, sir, I and Amos Flintlock, there 

Wash. Captured who? 

Simon. That there spy. [Points to prisoner.] 

Wash. Oh, all right, you may question him, gentlemen. 

HiGGiNS. You captured him, eh? How did you come to do 
it? 

Simon. It was this way, ]\Iajor. Lieutenant Hepworth came 
to me one night and told me to be on the lookout for this here 
pedler. It was a-long about twelve o'clock when I heard somethin' 
a-rustlin' and I challenged. There was no answer and I fired in 
the direction of the noise. When I did that I heard footsteps a- 
runnin' away, and so I started after them when I came bang onto 
Amos Flintlock, who was tryin' to hold onto him. I\Iy I but he 
did twist and flounder! Well, we got him quieted down and 
started for headquarters. On the way the prisoner tried to swal- 
low this paper which he had in his hand. 



PEDLER OR SPY 13 

[Simon hands small paper ball to Clerk.] 

Wash, You may read it. 

Clerk. It reads, "Dangerous. Come Wednesday night." 

HiGGiNS. This arrest was made on Wednesday night, was it? 

Simon. It was, Major. 

HiGGiNS. Hm, this looks bad enough. 

Kelly. Did he have his pack when you arrested him? 

Simon. He did, sir. 

Kelly. When you got him to headquarters, did you search 
him ? 

Simon. We did, Colonel — went all through the stuff in his 
pack. 

Kelly. Did you find a military uniform of any description? 

Simon. Yes, sir. Folded into a tight bunch in the very bot- 
tom of his pack was the uniform of the British Royal Hussars. 

Kelly. Hm — that is the most important fact yet developed ! 
Any ammunition? 

Simon. No, sir. 

Wade. How did the prisoner behave, after his arrest? 

Simon. As peaceable as a lamb. Colonel. 

Wade. Did he say anything to implicate himself at all? 

Simon. No, sir, he only joked, by tinder, if he didn't ! Says 
he, "When I heard the devil spittin' fire on one side, I run right 
into the deep sea. When you opened fire on a peaceable pedler 
like myself right in the middle of the night, why I naturally 
thought you were a highwayman and not a friend." 

Wash. Any other questions? If not, call the next witness. 

[Simon resumes seat.^^ 

Clerk. Amos Flintlock, you are wanted. 

[Amos Flintlock comes forzvard.] 

Wash. You were the first man to lay hands on the prisoner, 
I believe. 

Amos. I reckon I was. 



14 PBDLER OR spy 

Wash. How did you happen to be in front of this man when 
he ran? 

Amos. That was because I warn't behind him. You see it war 
this way, General. Lieutenant Hepworth had told me to be on 
the lookout for trouble, so when I heerd a gun fired I started for 
the scene of hostilities. I hadn't gone far when I heard a man 
tearin' through the underbrush for all he was worth, so I just 
grabbed him sudden like and held on till Gunworthy showed up. 

Wash. Very good. Is there anything else about the prisoner 
which hasn't been told by Gunworthy? 

Amos. I reckon not. General. 

Wash. Very well, you may be excused. Call the next witness. 

[Amos takes seat.] 
Clerk. Dinah Johnson. 

[Aunt Dinah comes forzvard.'] 

Wash. Where do you live and what do you do? 

Dinah. I'se de housekeepah foh Massa Butterworth, sah. 

Wash. Is that your husband? [Points to Jasper]. 

Dinah [after long, searching, scornful look at Jasper] . I reckon 
he is, sah. 

Wash. Can you tell as big a story as he can? 

Dinah. No self-respectin' nigga would try to, sah. 

Wash, [laughs]. Very good. Gentlemen, you may proceed 
with the questioning. 

Wade. You are the confidential servant of the Butterworth's, 
I take it? 

Dinah [proudly']. Ah reckon I knows a heap 'bout de But- 
terworths dat de othah nigga's don't know, sah. 

Wade. Very well, have you seen this prisoner before? 

Dinah. 'Deed ah has, sah, lots of times. 

Wade. You have, hey? — w^here have you seen him? 

Dinah. At Massa Butterworth's house. He cumed to de 
house one night about nine o'clock when nobody was home 'cept 
Miss Betty and I. When ah went to de door an' saw nothin' but 
a pedler, ah tol' him to go-long. Jes' then, Miss Betty cumed 



PEDLER OR SPY 15 

out Into de hall an' says, "Dat's all right, Aunt Dinah, I want to 
buy something f'om this man. You may be 'sensed," so I went 
back into de dmin'-room an' commenced to work. Pretty soon ah 
gets mighty curious 'cause ah didn't heah nothin' f'om Miss Betty 
an' ah stahts to walk into de pawlah, when ah finds de doh shet 
m mah face. Then ah war mighty curious, foh shuah. Then ah 
heahs a mighty queer sound ovah in de conah 

Kelly. You say you heard a queer sound. What was it like? 

Dinah. Well, ah should say that it sounded like a cow drawin' 
its foot out of de mud. Ah finds a crack in de door an' peeps 
through. Ah could hawdly believe mah eyes, sah. Thar in de 
conah war Betty wit dat pedler a-sittin' on de same sofa, his 
mouf close up by her ear, an' talkin' mighty confidential. 

Kelly [zvith a smile]. This is getting interesting. You say 
they were talking very confidential ? 

Dinah. Yas, sah, ah heard dat pedler say somethin' about 
nearly gettin' cotched, but dat it war worf riskin' foh her sake, 
an' somethin' about gettin' her note. 

Kelly. What happened after that? 

Dinah. Well, long 'bout ten o'clock he cl'ared'out an' I didn't 
see him foh a week or so. 

Wade. Did Miss Betty say anything to you about him? 

Dinah. Yas, sah ; she tol' me not to say a word to anybody 
about him, as she tol' me that he war an ol' friend of hers that she 
knowed in Boston, an' 

Wade. Did Miss Betty visit Boston very often? 

Dinah. Yas, sah, befoh the redcoats got so promisc'ous roun' 
hyah she libed with her aunt in Boston foh' a long time. 

Kelly. Did you find out anything more about this pedler? 

DinaHo Wal, yas, sah ; one night while he war thar, that thar 
soldier-man, — what's his name? — ah — Heppirouth, called, an' 

Kelly. Ah — Hepworth — had he ever called there before? 

Dinah. Yas, sah, he had called an occasion ob times, sah, to 
see Miss Betty, sah. 

Kelly. Well, what happened on this night? 

Dinah. Well, ah didn't know what to do with him, seein* as 



15 PEDLER OR SPY 

this other man war in the pawlah, but ah finally sot him down in 
de hall an' than tol' Miss Betty. 

Wade. What did Miss Betty say? 

Dinah. Oh, she said, ''That man!" [very emphatically], as 
tho' she war mad an' didn't like him at all. Then she tol' this 
pedler man to go out in the dinin'-room an' keep out o' sight. 
Then she cumed out an' invited Heppiworth in de pawlah, but 
he didn't stay long. Ah don't know how she got rid of him, an' 
then she tol' pedler man dat de coast war clear, an' de pedler cumed 
back. 'He didn't stay long aftah dat, tho', 'cause ah was shuttin' 
de shutters f'om de outside when he sneaked off de stoop. De 
fust thing dat ah heard war him a-talkin' to somebody down de 
path an' ah rec'nized Heppiworth's voice sayin', 'T'll get even wid 
yoa fo' dis." I guess he war layin' low fo' him all de time. 

[Hepworth clears throat and looks annoyed.] 

Wade. Things are looking a little more clear. 

[Prisoner smiles and looks rather scornfully at Hepworth.] 
Wash. Any more questions, gentlemen ? [Pauses.] Call the 
next witness. 

[Dinah goes to seat.] 

Clerk. Is Miss Butterworth present? 

Orderly. She has been summoned. Genera, but cannot be 
found. 

Wash. Very well, we will continue withou her. Fellow- 
officers, have you anything to say before a vote is taken on the 
prisoner's guilt? 

Colonel Titus. Officers of the Army, in times of trouble, 
such as these, our justice should be quick; and, when a man from 
our enemies' territory is discovered in our midst in disguise, there 
is but one alternative — ^that man is a spy, and as a "spy" he should 
die, — a spy, gentlemen, who in the guise of an honest pedler makes 
eyes at our women-folk, and by his flattery seeks to accomplish 
his ends — ends which are detrimental to the cause of our beloved 
country and cause, an accursed Britisher, who has brought his 
troubles on himself. We have the evidence that he tried to break 



PEDLER OR SPY 17 

through our lines at an hour when an honest pedler would be in 
bed, and this with the evidence furnished by several important wit- 
nesses shows without doubt we have a dangerous man on our 
hands. However, it is not necessary to argue a case such as 
this ; military precedence shows us the decision merited ; and what 
better can we do than leave the final judgment with our superior 
officer [indicating General Washington]. 

Wash. The arraignment by Colonel Titus is very logical. Are 
there any more remarks? 

[Pause and silence.'] 

Wash. You have heard the evidence. Nothing more need be 
said. Clerk, call the roll for the verdict — "Guilty" or "Not 
Guilty." 

[Clerk calls roll and all members of Examining-Board 
anszver ''Guilty."] 

Wash. Sufficient. The verdict is guilty. Bring the prisoner 
forward. 

[Prisoner is brought forzvard by tivo orderlies.'] 

Wash. Before sentence is imposed, have you anything to say 
for yourself? 

Prisoner [sharply]. Nothing that you would care to believe. 

Wash. Very well, I shall have to impose the sentence, which is 
deservable for such an offense as yours. I hereby pronounce that 
at sunrise to-morrow, you are to be 

[Commotion outside. Loud talking — feminine voice is 
heard, "I must see him — I niust!"~] 

[Orderly steps hurriedly in and salutes.] 

Orderly. Miss Butterworth is here, General, and demands im- 
mediate admittance. 

Wash, [very sharply]. Show her in. 

[Betty Butterworth is brought in, trembling.] 

Wash. So, you are Miss Butterworth? 

Betty. Yes, I am. 

Wash. You know this pedler? 



18 PEDLER OR SPY 

Betty [agitatedly]. Yes, I do, sir, and that he is innocent of 
wrong intent ! 

Wash. How well do you know him? 

Betty. Very well. He has had business at our house a num- 
ber of times. 

Wash. What kind of business, if I may ask? 

Betty [faltering a trifle]. He is a pedler, sir. 

Wash. That is evading my question. What was his business 
when he visited your house? 

Betty. Why, he often stopped to talk with us when he was 
there. 

Wash. Stopped to talk, did he? How is it that a man of his 
station was on such intimate terms with your family? 

Betty [confusedly]. He — he — he wasn't always a pedler, sir; 
he lost his money after the war began. 

Wash. Hm — yes — he did, did he? He was too big a coward 
to fight when his country needed him, so he turns pedler because 
it is a quiet, harmless sort of an occupation. 

Betty [angrily]. He is not a coward, sir. 

Wash. Aha, you seem to be pretty much interested in him 
when you defend him in that style. What have you to ask her, 
gentlemen ? 

Kelly. Did he ever stop at your place when your parents were 
away? 

Betty [dropping head in girlish confusion]. Yes. 

Kelly. Do you know Lieutenant Hepworth? 

Betty. I do. 

Kelly. Did he ever visit your house when this pedler was 
there? [Indicates Prisoner.] 

Betty [after a pause]. He did. 

Kelly. What was your reason for hiding the pedler until the 
Lieutenant went away on that night? 

Betty [very much startled]. Who told you? 

Kelly. Never mind who told me. The pedler didn't like the 
Lieutenant very well, did he? 

Betty. No, neither do I. 



PEDLER OR SPY 19 

Kelly. If you don't like him, how is it you allow him to call? 

Betty. I think that if you should ask him, Lieutenant Hep- 
worth might tell you that he has already received his dismissal at 
my hands. 

Wade. Do you realize that we hold evidence which will con- 
demn this pedler as a spy unless we hnd out something more about 
his identity than we know now? 

[Betty pitts hand to eyes in distress, staggers slightly.'] 

Wade [reaching over and getting tivo paper missives from 
Clerk]. Did you ever see these two messages before? 

Betty [in surprise]. Why yes, I wrote them. They can't be 
used as evidence of his guilt — when I myself wrote them ! 

Wade. You wrote them ? What about this Captain Longworth 
to whom they are addressed? 

Betty. Why — Captain I.ongworth is — is 

Wade. Is who? 

Betty. Well, I suppose you are bound to find it out. Captain 
Longworth is this pedler. Those notes were written to warn him 
against coming to the house. Father don't like him because he's 
fighting on the other side, so he could only visit me when father 
was away. 

Kelly. Who is this man Higgs, mentioned in the letter? 

Betty. He is the man who carried the letters. 

Kelly. Oh, he is ? Then I take inference from your story that 
this British soldier, garbed as a pedler, came over the boundary 

Betty. In the interests of love and not war ! Oh, believe me, 
I — I — it is painful for me to confess this — ^but for his sake I will 
do it. It was for love, only for that. He is not a spy ! He has 
a perfect right to come to my home if he chooses. 

Wash. He is a soldier of the army of invasion ! He was cap- 
tured in the enemy's territory in disguise. You say his only object 
was to visit you. Perhaps you say this but to shield him. How 
do we know that you are not his accomplice ? 

Betty [proudly]. My family name is sufficient. My father 



20' PEDLRR OR SPY 

has too long been identified with all the interests of the Colonies 
to be anything but loyal. 

Wash. We are not questioning your father, we are question- 
ing you. 

Betty. I am not a Royalist, sir; I stand as loyal to the Col- 
onists as my father ; and it is unfair to condemn me because I 
love a man who through force of circumstances has been brought 
up to believe differently than myself. It is just as unfair to con- 
demn him, sir. 

Wash, [rather impatiently']. Well, well — we won't argue the 
point now. Love and reason never did go hand in hand. 

Kelly. Did Lieutenant Hepworth know this prisoner person- 
ally? 

Betty. Only indirectly. Colonel. He was aware that I knew 
Captain Longworth in Boston, and wdien he found out that I 
didn't favor his suit, he wanted to know if Captain Longworth 
wasn't the cause. And after he had seen him at my home here 

Kelly. Did he appear very angry, then? 

Betty. He did ! 

Wash. About this man Higgs — is he a servant of yours? 

Betty. He drives the Boston stage-coach, sir. 

Wash, [turning to Orderly]. Jones, when does the Boston 
stage leave this post? 

Orderly [steps up and salutes]. It is due to leave now% sir. 

Wash. Detain it, then, and bring Higgs here at once. 

Orderly. Very well, sir. 

[Orderly goes out and a loud "Whoa!" is heard.] 

Wash. Are there any more questions? [Pause.] If not, you 
may be excused, Miss Butterworth. 

[Betty drops into chair near Prisoner.] 

[Orderly conies in holding Higgs, ivho resists slightly, 
and mutters, "I ain't done nothin'."] 

Wash. Oho, so you are Higgs, are you? 
Higgs. Sartin I be ; but I ain't done nothin'. 



PEDLER OR SPY 21- 

Wash. Don't get excited — we don't intend to shoot you; what 
we want to know is, have you ever seen this pedler before? 

HiGGS. I never done nothin' to him. 

Wash. Well, well, who ever said you did? — we want to know 
if you ever saw him before. 

HiGGS. No, I ain't. 

Wash. You haven't, hey ? Did you ever see Miss Butterworth? 

HiGGS. Sartin I have. She's rid to Boston with me heaps o' 
times. 

Wash. Did you ever carry any mail for her addressed to Cap- 
tain Nicholas Longworth? . 

HiGGS. I reckon not. 

Wash. Could you swear to that? 

HiGGS. I reckon it 'ud take a heap more'n that to make me use 
any swear words. 

Wash. Well, we are not trying to remove the ribs of your 
moral character, but are you positively sure that you never carried 
a letter addressed to Captain Nicholas Longworth? 

HiGGS. Ye don't expect me to remember the name on every 
letter I carry to Boston, do ye? 

Wade. What's your first name, Mr. Higgs? 

HiGGS. I reckon it's Jonathan. 

Wade. Hum, Jonathan, that's a good honest name. By the 
way, Jonathan, what was your reason for reading that letter which 
you carried to this pedler here? 

HiGGS. Read it? I didn't even open — a — a — how can I read a 
letter when I never saw it? 

Wade. Hum, it would be a hard task to read it, if you never 
saw it. But since you've admitted that you have, you may tell us 
how many letters you carried to Captain Longworth, 

HiGGS. That's my business. 

Wash. Your business, is it? Well, Mr. Higgs, we would like 
to buy a share in your business at the expense of two months in 
the guard-house, so you may please come to an agreement. 

HiGGS. Well, I reckon you want to know it all, an' I reckon 



22 PEDLER OR SPY 

I've got to tell you. I took about a dozen letters to the Cap'n, 
there. 

Kelly. Were they all love-letters? 

HiGGS. How do I know, seein' as how I didn't read 'em. 

Kelly. That sounds likely. Do you expect us to believe that? 

HiGGS. Guess you'd give up tryin' to read a letter, too, when 
you found it's stuck with sealin'-wax. 

Kelly. Where did you deliver these letters? 

HiGGS. Post Road Inn, clos' t' Boston. 

Kelly. How is it that you dared to carry these letters between 
the lines when you might get shot for it. 

HiGGS. I reckoned that anything Miss Butterworth wanted me 
to do was all right. 

Wash. Oh, yes, of course, — you didn't get paid for it? 

HiGGS. Wal, I don't run a stage for all the air I can swaller. 

Wash. Well, Higgs, we are finished with you for the present. 
If ever we catch you again acting as a carrier-pigeon, or even a 
dove of peace, we will make you look like a nutmeg-grater. 

[Higgs tremhlingly finds chair and sits dozim.] 

Wash. Bring the prisoner forward again. So you are Captain 
Nicholas Longworth, are you? 

Prisoner. I am compelled to admit it. 

Wash. How many times have you been through our lines in 
guise of a pedler? 

Prisoner. Oh, if you must know, I should say a dozen or fif- 
teen times. 

Wash. What, you have been through our lines a dozen or fif- 
teen times and have only been seen twice ? How long has this been 
going on? 

Prisoner. Oh, three or four months. 

Wash. Huh ! — it's about time you were caught. I presume 
that the next time you come visiting, you would have brought the 
whole British army with you. 

Prisoner. No danger. General. I would find it mighty incon- 



PEDLER OR SPY 23 

venient to call on my girl with the whole British army at my 
heels ; there is only room for two of us in the parlor. 

Wash. Hum — yes — I had to court mine when the whole fam- 
ily was present, which is a blamed sight worse; there was only 
one room in the house. 

Prisoner. Well, I had a nigger peeking through the keyhole, 
which was enough for me. 

Kelly. Did you visit the Widow Jones, and talk nice to her, 
as she says? 

Prisoner. Well, I stopped at her place over night and inci- 
dentally tried to be friendly. 

Wade. Do you make love to every female you happen to see? 

Prisoner. When a man's in danger of having a sponge made 
of himself by bullet-holes, he will make love to anything if it 
keeps him out of trouble. 

Wade. Ah — yes — mere diplomacy. Then you were by no means 
anxious to encounter Lieutenant Hepworth here, so you preferred 
to sleep on the kitchen settee rather than see him? 

Prisoner. Sleep, did you say? You don't suppose I was fool 
enough to try to make myself comfortable on the soft side of that 
oak-seat, do you, when that dear friend of mine, the Lieutenant, 
might take a notion to look in on me at any moment ? No, Colonel, 
that hay-stack was much more comfortable. 

Kelly. Oho, so you skipped as soon as the widow got out of 
sight ? 

Prisoner. Quite so. Colonel. Your powers of penetration are 
extraordinary. 

Wade. What was your object in frightening all the color out 
of this deluded nigger's face on that night that you encountered 
him in the graveyard? [Points to Jasper.] 

Prisoner. Changed color, did you say? If you had seen him 
when I stood up and yelled, you would say that he was fast black 
— he certainly didn't stop to apologize for getting in my way. 

W^ade. Then you evidently thought it was easier to frighten 
him to death than to kill him by natural means. 

Prisoner. That was one way to wake up that black carcass of 



24 PEDLER OR SPY 

his; he would have stood there all night if I hadn't yelled to con- 
vince him that I was the real article, a real wig-raising ghost. 

Kelly. I guess you were successful, all right. 

CoOxMBS. What about Gristy Grinder's story here? Are you 
the man who talked in your sleep? 

Prisoner. I don't know. I don't usually listen to myself when 
I'm asleep. 

Coombs. You were the man, then, that Gristy Grinder stum- 
bled over? 

Prisoner. I guess you would have thought so if you had been 
kicked out of a sound sleep by a pair of number thirteen feet. I 
thought I was hit by an American cannon-ball at first. 

HiGGiNS. What were you doing the night that you were cap- 
tured ? 

Prisoner. I was going back to camp as fast as I could, when 
that irreproachable bush-treader challenged me. Being in some- 
what of a hurry, why, I didn't stop to say ''hello" just then, but 
kept on going. It rather surprised me when he opened up with 
that patent pill injector of his. Being in no ways anxious to stop 
one of his bullets, I was trying to get out.of the way when I came 
bang into this other member of the reception committee. 

Wash. Have you anything else to say for yourself, Captain? 

Prisoner, Only that a little moderation be exercised when you 
sentence me. 

Wash. You may be seated. 

[Prisoner takes seat.'] 

Washington [^tiivns to Examining-Board]. Fellow-ofificers, 
we have heard the evidence in this case. The complications which 
have arisen will make the extent of this man's guilt a hard thing 
to decide. It, therefore, behooves us that we debate this subject 
somewhat before coming to a decision. An expression of your 
opinion is again in order. 

Colonel Schell. Gentlemen, officers of this Examining- 
Board, severe as I know our precautions must be in times of war; 
knowing full well that an officer of the British armv must ordi- 
narily suffer the penalty when he walks within our lines in times 



PEDLER OR SPY 25 

such as these, yet my judgment, or — if you want to put it that 
way— my sympathy, gentlemen, is with the man who, with cour- 
age such as this, will risk his life for the girl he loves — loves, gen- 
tlemen, with the same strong heart-throbs that at one time made 
^ you risk the barks and bites of the family bulldog; and, in spite 
of all the enemy's outposts, in shape of stern papas and cautious 
mas, carry off the object of your affection. Gentlemen, shall this 
brave man suffer death because he loved? Can any man who 
looks at this innocent, charming girl at his side, question how he 
could do otherwise ? Why even I — ahem ! I mean you — could not 
do otherwise. Do we question the fact that he was in our midst 
on a journey of love only? We cannot question that ; and, in spite 
of all the trumped-up evidence of a cowardly enemy — excuse me, 
gentlemen, for speaking thus of an officer in our cause — we have 
not one bit of evidence to call him a "spy." Does the evidence of 
our wise and cautious friend, Uncle Jasper, darken this theory ? — 
does the story of Aunt Dinah, with key-hole wisdom and ears of 
extraordinary propensity, do anything but prove our statement? 
What of our blushing young — gentlemen, I repeat, young mistress 
of the Red Goose Inn? Would you not make love to her — [^aside\ 
if you had to — \^aloud^ and the evidence of our man Jonathan 
Higgs, who is always ready to drive a bargain as well as a horse, 
helps our friend. Nor are we one whit changed in our opinions 
by our dusty friend, the miller, who, in his honesty of heart, is 
frank to say that he does not know at first sight the difference be- 
tween a bag of meal and a pig. Gentlemen, we cannot but be len- 
ient with this man who, enemy in war, must be our friend in love, 
and for the sake of love which is as fair as war, release him for 
this poor innocent girl. Can we break her heart? Assuredly mo; 
and, if anybody is to be censured, let it be the man who started 
it all. I refer, gentlemen, to the man who, from jealousy, has tried 
to rid himself of an honorable rival. I need say no more, for I 
know, gentlemen, you must think as I do. 

[Washington again calls for vote, resulting in verdict of 
''Innocent!'] 
Wash. Fellow-officers, this is one of the most irregular things 



26 PEDLER OR SPY ■ 

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disguise; but, in spite of it all, I'll be hanged if he ought to be 
shot ! [Very impetuously.'] I hereby order that he be exchanged 
as a regular prisoner of war— meanwhile ^smilingly] let love have 
its way. 

[Betty gives cry of joy. Prisoner reaches over and 
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PRICE, $1, POSTPAID. 



Preciosa, The Spanish Dancer 

Illustrated dramatic romantic acting monologue for a woman. 

Adapted from Longfellow's "Spanish Student." 

Twelve photographs posed by Louise C. Schweitzer. 



Spanish gipsy gets back lover estranged through false suspicion and learns she ie 
nobleman's daughter. Dancing and fortune-telling effects. 



Time of presentation, 15 minutes. Full business given. 
IN LEAFLET FORM. PRICE, $.35. 

Fedalma's Dance 

Reading with Illustrated Spanish Dance or Pantomime. 

Adapted from George Eliot's "Spanish Gipsy" by Anna D. Cooper. 

Eleven Photographs from Hfe with full directions for presentation. 

Tambourine effects. Time, 10 minutes. 



Before day set for marriage to Spanish nobleman, gipsy girl, reared in ignorance of 
birth, yields to inclination to dance in market-place: meets her gipsy chief father and is 
thrilled by consciousness of subtle but unknown bond between them. 



IN LEAFLET FORM. PRICE, $.35. 



For any of the above-named publications, send direct to the Publishers 

Edgar S. Werner & Co., 43 East 19th Street, New York 



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The Joll y Ghost'' 



SONG. PANTOMIME 

AND DANCE FOR 

PARLOR, PLATFORM, 

STAGE 

BRIGHT AND UNIQUE 



Words and Pantomime 
by 

EVANGELINE M.LENT 



Music 
by 

FRANCES M. SLATER 



JOLLY AND DAINTY 



PRICE, $1.00 

POSTPAID 



Solos, Duets and Dance for 1 Ghost (supposedly a man) and 
1 Girl. Words and Music and full Pantomimic Directions given 

ALSO, TEN rLLL-riGLRE HALF-TONE ILLLSTRATIONS 
AND LNIQLE COVER IN TWO COLORS 

Eight pages and cover, I OVL>xl 3H' in. in size, printed on enameled paper 



ADDRESS rHE PUBLISHERS 



EDGAR S. WERNER & COMPANY 

43 EAST I9ih STREET. NEW YORK 



